oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Teh clamhats, Lena'n'Jefe, and several other friends, including two toddlers, two dogs, and another sneaky Russian, rented a cabin at teh Red, about five minutes up the road from LOTA. Many pies were baked, much wine was drank. The Clanderson-minus-Manderson showed up, too.

We climbed teh climbs. Forecast looked beautiful, especially for T-day and the day before; sunny and high of 65 boths days. Team clamhat decided the first day to do some obscure tard gullies that had been on my list for a while. We hiked up to Western Sky Bridge to do the classic 10 fingercarck, called "Return of Geoff Beane." It was cool, not sustained at all, maybe even a bit soft for the grade. Drivel walked it in, then gave me the betaz.

Finished warming up on that, and did another approach to Lower Sky Bridge, another obscure tard carg. Short approach, but really steep and muddy. There were two climbs there on our list, an 11+ stemming dihedral called "Jack the Ripper," and a steep 12+ off fingers shallow corner called "Mr. Get it on Jones" (stupid name if you ask me). It looked sweet, just as steep as WTOK, but more faceholds, and not a true splitter, the whole thing was offset and even overlapped by around 6 inches, the actual crack looked mostly fingers, with some .5 camalot sections, but also some salvation handjam pods. Was psyched at the possibility to get a hard tard route done, since my former gloriez of WTOK faded off my 8a.spu "recent ticks" list.

So, started up the stemming corner for a sort of final warmup. Pretty casual for the first half, lots of stances, good gear. The stemming gradually got harder higher up. Got to what looked like the crux; no footholds and no pods in the corner, so I fired in a #2 micronut (only about 4 feet above my last pro, but what the hell, may as well), took a deep breath, spread my legs and trusted the rubber.

It was tenuous elevenuous, but I was feeling pretty good, got about 8-10 feet above the pro, was getting out of the crux, when I just lost my balance a little. Tried to palm back into the corner unsuccesfully, and peeled off. Pulled the #2, the nut down stopped me, but as I decelerated (total fall was probably 35 feet or so), my left foot clipped a little sloping ledge.

Hung there a bit, getting ready to climb back up and get psyched, and the foot started hurting. Hung for a few more minutes, and it started really throbbing, so I had Dribble dirt me. Hit the ground, and could not even put a bit of weight on it. Uh oh, serious injury is serious. Dribble jumped on the rig, sacked up, and aidzed it to get to the anchors and clean all out gear, while I belayed sitting down.

Lowered off, found me a stick-crutch, dribble loaded the bulk of the gear, and I hopped down to the car. Took about an hour, with a lot of crawling and butt-sliding. This was one o the shorter approaches at the RRG, and it just made me realize how much an injury at a place like Funk Rock City or even Pebble Beach would suck to hop out on.

Got back to the cabin around 5pm, and I was all ready to hop in, and get sympathy-gloriez from everyone. But when I hopped/hobbled in, the first thing everyone says is "did you hear what happened to teh Russian?"

Turns out that he pulled a Donny and fell from the anchors of a climb (Aquaduct Pocket, which Jakedatc onsighted during his victory Ondra-esque tour a few years ago). He blew a foot, inverted, and meatdecked into a tree, smacking his head and bloodying up his face. Fortunately he was helmeted, but it still knocked him out. My friend belaying him said he thought he was a goner; eyes rolled back in his head, completely unconscious for like 2 whole minutes. When he came to, he started babbling on in Russian, probably saying something like "we need to hack into Jack's laptop NOW!"

They took him to the hospital in Winchester, sewed up his face, gave his head a CAT scan. He got back around 11pm that night, was groggy, but fine. Even went climbing the next day.

I was still immobilized, mostly sat around with my foot elevated, eating food, vitamin I, and drinking beer. Everytime I would get up Dribble would yell at me. I got really good at hopping around, and one of the toddlers (I'll call him Little Jack, since that was his name) thought it was fun to follow me around, also hopping on one foot.

Had fun T-day. Loaded up on Friday, and figured we should hit the ER in Columbus once we got back home. Went in, weaving in and out of the crackheads, got an X-ray, then the docs started getting more serious. Ordered a CAT scan, then finally came in and told me that I had a Lisfranc injury, which is where a bunch of the tendons and ligaments in your foot get dislocated and torn. Turns out I would have been much better off breaking my foot. Way worse than the sprain I thought it was. Fuck.

Then the doc left, came back with a crew of Med Students. I did not know, but I guess the Doc was planning on showing them my injury and having them guess what it was, but I ruined their GU by blurting out, "hey, I just wikipediaed Lisfranc on my i-yup!" Doc gave me a dirty look for having ruined the learning experience. Woops.

Got splinted up, crutches, script for fun drugs. Not sure if I'll be able to go teach on Monday or not, since I'm supposed to sit around with the leg elevated. Until Monday evening, which is when I guess I'm supposed to go in for surgery, either to get pins put in, or for the tendons to get "fused," whatevah that means.

So, that is awl. Going to be a long time before I can climb again, probably will start a hangbored cycle in a month or so, but it's unlikely if I'll even be able to do any T-wall trips this winter. Also am going to have to teach Dribble how to drive my stickshift truck better. Gargh.

At least the semester is coming to an end, and the biggest work stress is done. Going to just spend the next few months reading a bunch, and probably getting fat and weak.

That is awl.

TLDR

damn, that shit blowz. won't even be able to climb teh steep shitz? I guess you will at least be able to get gud at teh hangboreding.

I basically failzed all over jtree, but did not injure myself in the process at least.

That's kind of how the creke went.

PGs fb update was pretty funny. LNT camping at the creek? Readjusting to the life in the city after a few days in the creek?

Throw us a bone here. What routes?

Well, I fialzed all over pretty much everything I attempted. I lost a bunch of endurance this fall, and only had a few clean routes. I made sure to widen supercarck out to a consistent #3 with all of my flailing. When I find the guidebook in the mess o shit that is our apartment, I'll get the full list. We went to Donnelly, Technicolor, Supercrack, and Scarface. PG hadn't done much 'LNT' car camping. I think the whole screening and hauling grey water and bagging poop was a new experience. If you ask me, creek pasture was a minicity, complete with routine patrols of the jackboots.

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

You skipped out on a charity golf tournament? Why do you hate america?

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

Hobbling around on crutches gets really old after a while.

driving stick shift is gonna get really old, and I dont think it's going to take that long.

complete with sitting against a pillow because I'm not tall enough to fully depress the clutch otherwise.

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

Hobbling around on crutches gets really old after a while.

driving stick shift is gonna get really old, and I dont think it's going to take that long.

complete with sitting against a pillow because I'm not tall enough to fully depress the clutch otherwise.

other than the clutch issue, I would think that being forced to drive stick would just make it get easier over time.

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

So, since you haven't gotten cutzed yet, and cancelled all your classes, do you mind going back upthread and answering my questions about Lincoln?

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

Hobbling around on crutches gets really old after a while.

driving stick shift is gonna get really old, and I dont think it's going to take that long.

complete with sitting against a pillow because I'm not tall enough to fully depress the clutch otherwise.

The pillow thing is funny.

I think it took me a while to get fully comfortable driving standard. Now I'm only bothered by it when I'm doing other distracting things behind the wheel (that I shouldn't be doing anyway....texting or talking on your cell is illeagal in Ontario) or in stop and go traffic.

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

So, since you haven't gotten cutzed yet, and cancelled all your classes, do you mind going back upthread and answering my questions about Lincoln?

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

So, since you haven't gotten cutzed yet, and cancelled all your classes, do you mind going back upthread and answering my questions about Lincoln?

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

Hobbling around on crutches gets really old after a while.

driving stick shift is gonna get really old, and I dont think it's going to take that long.

complete with sitting against a pillow because I'm not tall enough to fully depress the clutch otherwise.

The pillow thing is funny.

I think it took me a while to get fully comfortable driving standard. Now I'm only bothered by it when I'm doing other distracting things behind the wheel (that I shouldn't be doing anyway....texting or talking on your cell is illeagal in Ontario) or in stop and go traffic.

There’s one stoplight that I had to make a left turn at, and was 3rd or 4th in line, and had to do some forward-creepin that I accomplished without stalling on the way to campus, and I was feeling pretty proud of myself. But then I stalled out a bunch of times trying to navigate backing out of a parking spot and then going forward. And then there was a stop sign on a hill where somebody pulled way too close to the back of me, and I had to yell BACK UP OR GO AROUND out my window. When that person went around, I had a whole carlength before the next person… who took the moment that I started rolling backwards trying to start the car as the perfect moment to accelerate to go around me, and almost hit me. Fuckers. I hate people more than usual today.

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

Hobbling around on crutches gets really old after a while.

driving stick shift is gonna get really old, and I dont think it's going to take that long.

complete with sitting against a pillow because I'm not tall enough to fully depress the clutch otherwise.

The pillow thing is funny.

I think it took me a while to get fully comfortable driving standard. Now I'm only bothered by it when I'm doing other distracting things behind the wheel (that I shouldn't be doing anyway....texting or talking on your cell is illeagal in Ontario) or in stop and go traffic.

There’s one stoplight that I had to make a left turn at, and was 3rd or 4th in line, and had to do some forward-creepin that I accomplished without stalling on the way to campus, and I was feeling pretty proud of myself. But then I stalled out a bunch of times trying to navigate backing out of a parking spot and then going forward. And then there was a stop sign on a hill where somebody pulled way too close to the back of me, and I had to yell BACK UP OR GO AROUND out my window. When that person went around, I had a whole carlength before the next person… who took the moment that I started rolling backwards trying to start the car as the perfect moment to accelerate to go around me, and almost hit me. Fuckers. I hate people more than usual today.

Painful! I would have done way worse that that.

Granted, my view of the "trusty old Takoma" is skewed by the misery of being sandwiched between Camhat and Hefe in 100 F heat, with no air conditioner, the aroma of turkey farms, and the clutch that made another bruise on my knee every time cammy shifted gears... But still, I would hate to drive that thing!

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

Hobbling around on crutches gets really old after a while.

driving stick shift is gonna get really old, and I dont think it's going to take that long.

complete with sitting against a pillow because I'm not tall enough to fully depress the clutch otherwise.

The pillow thing is funny.

I think it took me a while to get fully comfortable driving standard. Now I'm only bothered by it when I'm doing other distracting things behind the wheel (that I shouldn't be doing anyway....texting or talking on your cell is illeagal in Ontario) or in stop and go traffic.

There’s one stoplight that I had to make a left turn at, and was 3rd or 4th in line, and had to do some forward-creepin that I accomplished without stalling on the way to campus, and I was feeling pretty proud of myself. But then I stalled out a bunch of times trying to navigate backing out of a parking spot and then going forward. And then there was a stop sign on a hill where somebody pulled way too close to the back of me, and I had to yell BACK UP OR GO AROUND out my window. When that person went around, I had a whole carlength before the next person… who took the moment that I started rolling backwards trying to start the car as the perfect moment to accelerate to go around me, and almost hit me. Fuckers. I hate people more than usual today.

Painful! I would have done way worse that that.

Granted, my view of the "trusty old Takoma" is skewed by the misery of being sandwiched between Camhat and Hefe in 100 F heat, with no air conditioner, the aroma of turkey farms, and the clutch that made another bruise on my knee every time cammy shifted gears... But still, I would hate to drive that thing!

Ewe ghuys leave Old Red out of this! He's a trooper! An old soldier! Heart of gold!

Oh, and as for Lincoln, Lena... too lazy to go back upthread, but you were asking if the legislative gymnastics and backstabbing were accurate? Definitely, and the main historical consultant of that movie, Doris Kearns Goodwin, is pretty legit. I don't know details of the 13th amendment passing, but similar shady tactics went down during the election of 1876, too.

I still get a kick out of yelling "You embarrass GOD, Sir!" to people. TLJ was a badass Thaddeus Stevens.

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

Hobbling around on crutches gets really old after a while.

driving stick shift is gonna get really old, and I dont think it's going to take that long.

complete with sitting against a pillow because I'm not tall enough to fully depress the clutch otherwise.

The pillow thing is funny.

I think it took me a while to get fully comfortable driving standard. Now I'm only bothered by it when I'm doing other distracting things behind the wheel (that I shouldn't be doing anyway....texting or talking on your cell is illeagal in Ontario) or in stop and go traffic.

There’s one stoplight that I had to make a left turn at, and was 3rd or 4th in line, and had to do some forward-creepin that I accomplished without stalling on the way to campus, and I was feeling pretty proud of myself. But then I stalled out a bunch of times trying to navigate backing out of a parking spot and then going forward. And then there was a stop sign on a hill where somebody pulled way too close to the back of me, and I had to yell BACK UP OR GO AROUND out my window. When that person went around, I had a whole carlength before the next person… who took the moment that I started rolling backwards trying to start the car as the perfect moment to accelerate to go around me, and almost hit me. Fuckers. I hate people more than usual today.

Painful! I would have done way worse that that.

Granted, my view of the "trusty old Takoma" is skewed by the misery of being sandwiched between Camhat and Hefe in 100 F heat, with no air conditioner, the aroma of turkey farms, and the clutch that made another bruise on my knee every time cammy shifted gears... But still, I would hate to drive that thing!

I've only driven it once but it actually shifted quite easy....the parking brake not working right was a bit of an issue when trying to retrieve the stick clip at the 715 intersection though.

Oh, and as for Lincoln, Lena... too lazy to go back upthread, but you were asking if the legislative gymnastics and backstabbing were accurate? Definitely, and the main historical consultant of that movie, Doris Kearns Goodwin, is pretty legit. I don't know details of the 13th amendment passing, but similar shady tactics went down during the election of 1876, too.

I still get a kick out of yelling "You embarrass GOD, Sir!" to people. TLJ was a badass Thaddeus Stevens.

I would like them to make a movie about Sir John A. MacDonald. A Scottish drunk that remained Canada's prime minister for 19 years.

In other news, I googled "sir john a macdonald" and my old highs school was the third hit (yes, I went to Sir John A MacDonald high school). The photo of the school on the home page looks nothing like the school I went to. Apparently it was torn down and rebuilt in a different location.

I'd prefer to have a manual, but I really like the vehicle type I have. Maybe when I upgrade in a few years I can find something, but finding a SUV that isn't automatic and is shaped for what I'd like to use it for is almost impossible. Also... [kitshen tawk!] Mac-N-Cheese. Fuck yeah!

Cheesy. You want Cheesy? You want motherfucking cheesy? You need a roux.

Not just any old roux. You need a roux that you will want to drink straight out of the pan. You need a roux that will make love to your cheese. You need a roux that you will want to spread across your lovers body, and your lovers name is macaroni.

You need this roux:

Get some all purpose flour. 3 Tablesppons. Get some cornstarch. 1 Tablespoon. Get a pinch of kosher salt. Get a pinch of pepper. Get half a stick of butter (not salted)

Throw all that shit that in a pan. Heat it. Work it. Love it. Cook it for 4 minutes. Now you have a roux.

Get some 1/2 and 1/2. Dump a cup of it in.

Get some cheese. 12oz of extra sharp cheddar. Shred that shit. Add half to the sauce.

Stir. Cook for 2 min, but don't let it boil, as the cheese and milk will curdle, and the sauce will get too thick. If it gets close to boiling, take it off the heat. If it gets too thick, add some extra half/half to thin it out. When the cheese is melted and its nice and creamy, you're good.

Now put cooked noodles in a bowl. Didn't cook any? What the hell are you doing? Go cook some. Hell, cook some 10 minuites ago.

Put the remaining 6oz of cheese on the noodles. Straight on. Mix it up. Add the sauce. Mix it up.

Eat that shit. It will be the creamiest, cheesiest best god-damn mac you will ever have.

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

Hobbling around on crutches gets really old after a while.

driving stick shift is gonna get really old, and I dont think it's going to take that long.

complete with sitting against a pillow because I'm not tall enough to fully depress the clutch otherwise.

The pillow thing is funny.

I think it took me a while to get fully comfortable driving standard. Now I'm only bothered by it when I'm doing other distracting things behind the wheel (that I shouldn't be doing anyway....texting or talking on your cell is illeagal in Ontario) or in stop and go traffic.

There’s one stoplight that I had to make a left turn at, and was 3rd or 4th in line, and had to do some forward-creepin that I accomplished without stalling on the way to campus, and I was feeling pretty proud of myself. But then I stalled out a bunch of times trying to navigate backing out of a parking spot and then going forward. And then there was a stop sign on a hill where somebody pulled way too close to the back of me, and I had to yell BACK UP OR GO AROUND out my window. When that person went around, I had a whole carlength before the next person… who took the moment that I started rolling backwards trying to start the car as the perfect moment to accelerate to go around me, and almost hit me. Fuckers. I hate people more than usual today.

Painful! I would have done way worse that that.

Granted, my view of the "trusty old Takoma" is skewed by the misery of being sandwiched between Camhat and Hefe in 100 F heat, with no air conditioner, the aroma of turkey farms, and the clutch that made another bruise on my knee every time cammy shifted gears... But still, I would hate to drive that thing!

Ewe ghuys leave Old Red out of this! He's a trooper! An old soldier! Heart of gold!

oh, yeah, Lena, I guess your zend of Fictitious Racist Jebus was sort of lost amidst teh butthurtz, Lispaulhurtz, and headhurtz (I'm a bit perplexed their on how one goes about doing the Aquaduct Pocket and then falling off of the top). Gud werk ... what's the next proj?

Shit, forgot to update. I did not get cutzed yet. Doc thought my foot was still a bit too swollen. Going into surgery on Thursday morning. But, I did cancel all my classes this week. I taught yesterday, and refused the campus police department's charity golf cart rides, too. Turns out that hobbling around on crutches is actually great cardio!

Hobbling around on crutches gets really old after a while.

driving stick shift is gonna get really old, and I dont think it's going to take that long.

complete with sitting against a pillow because I'm not tall enough to fully depress the clutch otherwise.

I actually miss driving stick. My family doesn't have any cars that are anymore.